Chapter 91: Divergence (85 subscriptions—not bad; aiming to break one hundred!)

Li Changsheng opened the door and saw the somewhat haggard face of Shan Na.

“Well, well, a rare visitor. What brings you here so late?”

Ever since Li Changsheng came aboard, he had scarcely spoken with any of the expedition members.

“Let me use your place for a moment. Just a moment.”

“All right.”

It seemed the woman had something weighing on her mind; no doubt she had been shaken by the events of the day.

Li Changsheng said no more. Sometimes silence is the best reply.

So he kept dodging Najsen’s bone spear and the necromantic orbs of the dragon lich, and Roger, transformed into a white tiger, instantly found the murderous rage within him suppressed, regaining control of the white tiger once more.

And in a direct clash, Krolot, with his overwhelming advantage in strength and stamina, of course was not likely to lose to Galon.

How could a force capable of storming through the capital garrison without losing a single man be someone you could casually kill just to settle a disturbance?

Lin Zhenqiang was overjoyed at the news. As a fellow lyricist, to be so highly regarded by the rising talent Zhang Jin, he was genuinely delighted. It only showed that Zhang Jin had an eye for quality.

He had already stumbled through life to this point: no money, no prospects, and not even able to have a son, humiliated and toyed with by Xu He to this extent. Living meant little to him now. But if he were to die, he would drag Xu He down with him, and he would never let her die so easily.

So I realized something: when dealing with ghosts and other uncanny things, talismans and spells are still the way to go. Thus, over the next few days, I devoted myself every day to cultivating my inner energy and studying spells and talismans and the like.

It directly dispelled the magical shield, then opened that huge blood-spilling maw, and the intense surge of magic immediately drew the attention of the three dragon knights.

Wang Ning also leaned over to take a look. The instant she saw the scene before her, her face turned bright red, and she quickly pulled back, too embarrassed to keep looking.

The insect egg was likely from the southern frontier. And according to news from the capital, the Marquis of the South had already left the city. By now, even if they captured Chu Zheng, they probably would not be able to force out any useful answer.

What should have been light luggage now felt like stone in his hands, so heavy he could barely lift it.

As he spoke, the soldier hurried out of the camp and, a moment later, returned with another soldier, dust-covered from travel.

Mother Chen understood what he meant and withdrew. Han Zhexi did not go against his wishes either, and returned to his room to rest.

Moye Jiuxing said, "When masters contend, the key to victory or defeat often lies in this one move." Ye Kai remained silent. Suddenly he bent down and reached to remove the mask from Duojia’s face.

The only explanation was that what the system produced was guaranteed to be excellent. That saying applied just as well to artificial satellites.

No joke—everyone should know the style of the actor; he’s basically still a fairly normal writer anyway. In short, you’ll know when you see it.

No matter what he was doing, that blade kept writhing in his heart without pause, and that whip kept lashing at his soul in unending disorder.

After the toast, Cheng Qijiang eagerly called Zhong Cheng and the others, who had already returned home for the New Year, to tell them the good news. Zhong Cheng and the others were overjoyed as well, and over the phone they asked Cheng Qijiang to drink in place of the four of them toasting Old Boss Lu. Cheng Qijiang instantly felt a little dazed, because tonight they were drinking liquor, and he had to down four cups in a row.

At the attack site of the Max cannon, which now looked like a smoking crater, there was molten metal and rock underground, glowing like lava. Even the outer layer of the massed formation had been affected.

At this moment, Qiao Xingyue arrived at the engagement venue in a luxurious nanny van. This was the very thing she had long dreamed of. Though it was only an engagement, she had been preparing for it for a long time. She wore a gift dress specially custom-made overseas by a master who had spent half a year on it, and the jewels and diamonds on her body were all worth a fortune.

Ye Rong held his sleeve and asked, "What about you?" Li Sheng gently pulled his hand back, but Ye Rong would not let him, stepping forward to seize it. After some tugging, Li Sheng inadvertently exposed a red sweatcloth at his waist, its scarlet color glaringly vivid.